However long it takes her to send the pictures, Atticus does not fidget or give any indication of impatience. He simply waits, watching her in contemplative silence.

At length, "Thank you," he says, and opens his yimo to examine what she has sent him. He considers each one as he flicks past them, only pausing to look back at her at her question.

"Why are you so interested anyway? I'd think a new arrival would be more interested in the bigger picture of things."

A curious look passes over his features then; he smiles, though the expression is decidedly unfriendly. "Does my line of inquiry not satisfy you--" and there his gaze drops briefly to his yimo again, before lifting to her face, "--Miss Liddell, is it?"